The plan was brilliant in its simplicity. It showcased the absolute genius-level IQs Henry McCoy and Kavita Rao possessed. Its perfection rooted itself in how easily it would allow the pair to declare their innocence when the other powers-that be in Stepford questioned them on the death of the mind behind the town's more nefarious activities, which they most certainly would.
The second the button was pushed, Ororo awoke with a loud gasp. Her body arched in her tight bonds, while her eyes became a milky white. It all happened so fast. Trask didn't have time to react. Almost instantly, a huge gust of wind from the spasming mutant threw Muffy and him across the room, knocking the busty nurse out. Trask tried to get up, but only managed to get to one knee, the unexpected maelstrom maintaining its intensity. Through the gale, he could see the panicked look on Ororo's face. There was no control or reason to her actions. He realized too late that what she was experiencing was pure and basic survival instinct, and that she wasn't in control of her body. That was when he noticed her fingers parting.
The room was soon filled with uncontrollable bolts of lightning. Ororo's adrenaline-rushed mind centered almost entirely on Trask, as there was no one else conscious for her to possibly identify as a threat. The unfocused charges struck the Stepford mastermind without mercy and in a mere instant he was dead. Sadly, thanks to Ororo's lack of control, the lightning did not stop with Trask's demise. Muffy's prone form was not spared from the deadly currents coursing through the room despite the sexy nurse being an innocent bystander to the chaotic events. Soon, McCoy and Rao couldn't see a thing inside the room. The wind had formed a small tornado, and the lightning was absolutely blinding. The two geniuses watched on in awe at what they had done. It was Rao who finally pressed another button to inject Ororo with a sedative to counter the adrenaline surge flowing through her body. Soon, she was back to sleep, and the winds and lightning had died down. When the storm cleared, it revealed the aftermath inside the surgery room.
The first thing they noticed was Muffy's scarred body in the corner. She was still unconscious. It was a good thing too, because her skintight nurse's uniform had been torn and scorched in places by the electrical onslaught. Smoke rose from the burnt material where random discharges of energy had struck the worst. She would live, both doctors were certain that she'd been sparred any fatal direct hits, but her face now had a nasty scar and parts of her body were burnt. Perhaps she could be saved through the extraordinary surgical methods Stepford possessed, thanks to the late Victor Trask, but it didn't matter. For Stepford to evolve and grow to its full potential, sacrifices had to have been made. If Muffy's beauty was one of them, then so be it.
It was then both doctors searched the room for Trask's body, both wondering if there would be anything left of it? What they saw, caused both of their hearts to sink.
The door burst open and in an instant, it was filled with Stepford security men led by Mr. Flynn. Flynn himself strolled in and pointed a gun at both of them, "Doctors. I'd appreciate it if you didn't move. Well, McCoy, if you really wanted to..."
Flynn had them stand with their hands on their heads, all the men ignoring both of their various states of undress, and directed them to look in the surgical suite. Both Henry and Kavita's eyes grew wide at who came strolling in through the double-doors. It was Victor Trask, dressed in his usual well-tailored suit, instead of the surgical scrubs he had been wearing just minutes before. He looked into the reflective surface of the two-way mirror, as if he was looking directly at both doctors. Trask made his way over to what had caused their hearts to sink in the first place. He bent down and picked up his own mechanical head. The Trask that had been in the room the whole time had been a Life Model Decoy! He took a quick glance over to the mechanical body, still crackling and fizzling in the opposite corner. Trask then looked into the two-way mirror, dropped the head and simply shrugged, a smug, 'cat that ate the canary' look on his face the entire time.
From there, it was a blur of activity. Trask first ordered Muffy be taken away to begin her recovery. He'd be damned before he lost such a capable head nurse. Meanwhile, Flynn and his men took the two traitorous doctors away. He then made sure Ororo herself hadn't been harmed by the induced outburst. After finding she had no immediate external injuries, he had her transferred to another operating room. Trask made a note to make sure to monitor Ororo for any after-effects from successive adrenaline or sedatives. He had decided that he would allow Mr. Flynn a little more fun with McCoy and Rao, Trask completed the task at hand of removing Ororo's mutant abilities. She would finally no longer be a threat to anyone and begin her complete assimilation into Stepford society.
The operation was a long one. Mapping, copying and shutting down the woman's X-gene was a delicate procedure, which was made considerably more difficult by Muffy's absence. After the operation, he made a mental note to fuck the busty nurse once she recovered as an apology for taking her assistance for granted. Ororo was then placed in a recovery suite where she would rest and awaken, most likely that the sudden electrical storm in the surgical room was nothing but a bad dream. Naturally, taking advantage of her unconscious state, headphones pumping more and more of the Stepford doctrine were placed on her head by the attending nurses to encourage such thoughts.
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Hours later, Trask walked down a long hallway in a hidden facility where McCoy and Rao were being held. He passed the cell containing the good Dr. Kavita Rao. She wore nothing more than a glorified straightjacket. In truth, she was sealed in high market latex bondage gear, the sleeves literally manacled together and sewn into the bodice. Her head was contained in a latex hood with only a mouth-hole and opening at the top that allowed her hair to fall freely down her back. He knew that this the resulting sensory deprivation had to be driving the highly intelligent woman crazy as it would make her helplessness of her current situation all the more real.
He turned away with a grim look on his face. Such a style of humiliation never really did much for him. Trask was certain some of Flynn's team probably got off on bondage play, but to him this was a simple and necessary punishment. He couldn't help feeling a sting from the doctor's betrayal. He had been the one to bring her into Stepford and valued her mind so much as to allow her to retain her strong will and intellect. He'd even gifted her chosen man as a sign of how much he valued her expertise. Victor sighed. Perhaps Kavita's brilliant mind could still be salvaged from whatever fate the powers at be in Stepford had in store for her due to this debacle, but first he needed to teach her the cost of disobedience. Turning from the bound woman, Trask made his way down the hallway and into the interrogation room where a bruised Henry McCoy sat, handcuffed to his floor bolted-chair.
"Henry, how are things? I see Mr. Flynn and his men have been treating you well," Trask asked.
McCoy's only response was to glance down at his handcuffs. The younger man continued, "First of all, before we start, I need to know something. You were actually going to go into that surgical suite as yourself? I thought it was just understood that we were going to use LMDs for such a dangerous operation. That woman was a ticking time bomb and well, you saw what happened to mine when Ororo went off. That could have been you. Here I thought you were a damn genius, Henry. What do you have to say for yourself?"
McCoy's jaw was clenched and he had a foul look on his face. Finally, he looked up and said flatly, "I guess I wasn't there the day they were handing out Life Model Decoys, Victor."
"Yeah, well, maybe I only offer the LMDs up to people I trust," Trask said, "Maybe there was always something about you that didn't seem right. That's besides the point now. What's important now is that you tell the truth. So tell me, Henry. When exactly did Hammer Industries get to you and Dr. Rao?"
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